In elementary school, adults occasionally spoke in mildly disapproving voices about pictures of naked women in a magazine they called Playboy.
I yawned.
Beginning in junior high school, male friends began talking about these Playboy pictures in tones of lusty reverence. Occasionally, they would describe these pictures to me in lust-filled voices, sometimes putting my hand on certain parts of the pictures being described.
This was somehow unsatisfying.
In graduate school, I began receiving Playboy in braille courtesy of…..
I am totally blind, and look forward to reading my braille copy of Playboy every month. Ever since I started dating my wife, Lisa, in 2005, I’ve read the Playboy Advisor to her while we’re lying together in bed.
When people who are light-dependent hear about this, most first think I’m kidding. When I show them the image of the Playboy bunny on the cover, reactions range from amazement to nervous laughter to edgy silence. While living in Washington, DC,…..
Recently, while lying next to my sleeping wife, Lisa, I smiled to myself, thinking about how I had once again caused her to fall asleep by rubbing her shoulders and neck.
When we started building our relationship in my apartment in Washington, DC, I knew almost nothing about the power of touch. Yes, I used my hands to read braille and explore my environment, but I hadn’t been in a relationship long enough to explore human-to-human touch, except for my…..